Pumping hard

For the Beigong sisters and brothers, Liu Xianxian, Ye Hong, and a group of specialized foodies and amateur gourmets who came to Shenzhen, they only know that Zhang Yanjin's craftsmanship is good, and they only know that Zhang Yanjin's banquet is extremely delicious, and the same dishes are from Zhang Yanjin's hands, and they are even more famous chefs, that's all. Other than that, they don't feel that there is anything too special, and they don't know how difficult it is to be able to do it so well.

But for Bloom, who has been around the stove for decades and has long been promoted to a top chef, Zhang Jinjin's French meal is more than good.

Because as a fellow chef, he knows how incredible it is to be able to bring his cooking skills to this level.

For ordinary people, Bloom's cooking skills are already at the top of the top, and they are one of the best in the world!

It's even more difficult to think of reaching the level of Bloom's culinary skills.

Not only must it be spiritual, it must be guided by a famous teacher, it must have a huge amount of resources to practice, but it must also go through decades of exploration and polishing.

Even so, even Bloom, who is already considered to be the top chef in the eyes of ordinary people, is still diligently pursuing the progress of his cooking skills, but he himself knows that his cooking skills basically stop here, and there is no way to improve.

Further ahead, there is a chasm that cannot be seen on the other side, and there is no possibility for him to cross in this life. On the other side of the shore is a perfect temple that I dream of but can only guess, the focus of my dreams, and I have no hope of reaching this life.

He even comforted himself that it was empty, illusory, a mirage, a pavilion in time and space, and he couldn't find it, he couldn't reach it, and no one could reach it! I'm already the most haode chef on this shijie.。

But today, the old man Bloom actually saw Zhang Yanjin, such a young man who was not enough to stand, was already on this road, throwing himself far away, flying lightly over the gap that he could never cross, and calmly walked into the temple that was like a temple for himself, and may even have sat on the high throne of God.

Therefore, the old man Bloom, who was shocked by the top food he had never tasted, and the top chef of French cuisine who was shocked by Zhang Yanjin's superb cooking skills, could only shake himself from stupid to even more stupid, and to the stupidest goal!

Bloom's mentality has also changed from the precipitous confidence at the beginning of the gamble, to the stern antiquity when he saw Zhang Yanjin's wonderful cooking dance, and then to the despair of his own possibility of victory after tasting the caviar salad for the first time, and Zuihou looked up and worshiped Zhang Yanjin after tasting the thirteen dishes of the whole table.

After a sumptuous meal, Bloom had no desire for comparison. Because this old man himself also realized that he and this young Zhang were too different in cooking.

This gap is by no means flattened by self-hypnosis, self-praise and self-deception, and compared with this Huaxia Zhang, he is simply not a heavyweight player. In cooking, I have no chance to catch up in my lifetime, and there is an incomparable difference.

This is the qualitative difference, and this is the division of the realm.

If you use the "Three Kingdoms of Martial Arts" system to measure, this is the distance between the great master who is full of the tenth level of cooking and the master who is not yet the ninth level of cooking, which seems to be only a one-level gap, but in fact it is a world of difference.

In the "Three Kingdoms" system, all sub-classes are the same, and the ninth level will be full and the tenth level will seem to be only one line in the middle, and sometimes even just a little difference in skill value. But when it comes out, there is a gap of a million miles.

Just a little bit of it will turn a quantitative change into a qualitative change. In reality, this is known as a marginal effect. …,

In the same way, "the tenth-level will be full and the tenth-level circle will be full, this seemingly small difference is ......", but it is also separated by immortals.

The ninth level of the subclass, which is already the apex of a mortal world. Once someone is able to step through the ninth level and leap to the tenth level, it is transcendental!

In reality, the difference between level 9 and level 10 is the difference between the apex of an era and the apex of the entire history.

For example, the difference between the ninth and tenth levels of cooking skills.

In the era of abundance, there are decades when the society will be extremely rich in materials, and if the situation is stable for decades, dozens of ninth-level culinary masters may emerge in the world.

However, it takes hundreds of thousands of years for a culinary master to reach this level by chance after a series of encounters with excellent luck.

Therefore, a certain industry master of an era may be able to get together to hold up a round table meeting. But industry masters, even if they can be immortal, from Yuanmou, Lantian, Peak Cave, to Yanhuang, to Han and Tang Dynasties, until now, there are still very few masters in the same industry in all eras who can get together, and they still seem to be alone.

The whole soup with vegetables, a whole thirteen dishes. Although the portions of French cuisine seem to be small in each portion, they definitely add up to a lot, and each person's portion of thirteen plates adds up, at least enough to feed two ordinary middle-aged men under normal circumstances.

But even with such a huge amount, including several ladies, including the old man Bloom, whose taste has begun to decline because of his age, one by one, even if he eats the food......, he must have a hard time stuffing a little residue of his own zuihou on the plate.

Although they may not be talking at this time, who knows that the food on the plate is hard...... "But they also feel that even if there is a little left, it is a shameful waste."

When everyone finally reluctantly let go of the plate that had been wiped out in their hands, everyone then leaned back on the back of the chair as if they had suddenly been pulled off a bone.

While reminiscing about the taste of food I had just experienced, I was holding my stomach and panting and resting tiredly.

At this time, there are more than a dozen people at this table, including the old man Bloom, who has always pretended to be very stretched, how can they have any image at all?

Regardless of men and women, one counts as one, and one by one they all hold their high bulging bellies, and sit there paralyzed, if they hum twice, I am afraid that they are almost the same as the pigs tied to the board to be slaughtered."

The unsightly image of these dozen guys who are almost lying on the ground to take a muddy bath and roll is incompatible with the temperament of this elegantly dressed, petty bourgeoisie, and noble Burgundy restaurant.

No, to say that they are out of place with this elegance is to exalt them, or rather, to be exact, to spoil the style of this restaurant. And it's the kind of burning the qin and cooking the crane, the most coarse and rude waste!

These high-end Western restaurants are not the same as street stalls and small restaurants, and these foreigners have many problems moving to Western restaurants in Huaxia, and even if the guests are not well-dressed, they may turn them away.

What people want is this pie, to create a well-dressed elegant style, and to build a polite temperament atmosphere.

Under normal circumstances, if a guest dares to lie on a chair with his waist as a butt like Zhang Jinjin now, and there are more than a dozen people at a table in this posture, then the concierge waiter in the hall has already come to negotiate and remind the guests, asking the guests to pay attention to their behavior.

If this person who has been reminded still persists after many negotiations, he is even in danger of being expelled! …,

But this time, the hall concierge was torn. Because, their big man who rarely shows up in the restaurant, and even if he shows up, he can't talk at all at his level, and the big-nosed foreigner Bloom is also one of these imageless guests.

What to do?

Don't come forward and say it, that's a dereliction of duty; Go and warn him according to the rules, but he doesn't dare.

Didn't you see that the big boss was half-lying there at this time, knocking on his belly and being stunned happily? disturbed the boss's good mood, even if he stood on reason, but who knows if this old man who is a little anxious and a little stubborn will talk to himself?

I don't want to be like the fool who offended these people before...... "being kicked out of the door."

The concierge attendant over there was struggling in a circle in the far corner, and the guys here who had finally breathed a sigh of relief also had a little bit of sex.

The first to speak was still the chattering Xiao Fei, this guy rubbed his belly with one hand, and said lazily:

"Fortunately, it's not the boss's kitchen at noon, otherwise we would have to eat first at noon, and at night we can't stuff anything so much, if that's the case, it's a big loss! If you want me to say that my sister-in-law is blessed, she has caught our boss as a royal chef. When the time comes, you can force him to get whatever you want to eat, and if you don't obey, you won't let him go to bed, how good!

It's like us, because we don't move the boss, so we have to catch a meal and desperately build it like a starving ghost. It's because I don't know when I'll get the next opportunity! ”

"That's it, that's it! Why did you let the boss be the boss in the first place? Why am I the fourth? As a result, we didn't have any say at all, and our words were even more light and without any weight. If I were the boss, I would directly order the boss to cook and serve him every day. You don't have to go to the boss to get a meal like now, it's like beating a local tyrant, it's very difficult! ……”

As soon as Xiao Fei's voice fell, he naturally had a familiar Wei Feng with his teammates, waving his flag and shouting, and beating the side drum.

So, as soon as Wei Feng's voice fell, Shen Ji, who had cultivated a full tacit understanding in the dormitory many years ago, also had an itchy mouth, and continued to squeeze his own boss with the words:

"Be content! At least they are all in the deep market, and they can get close to the water and get the moon first. What about me? I'm so far away in England that I want to have a meal. Poor families can still eat dumplings during the New Year, but I can't eat a meal for the boss in a year......"

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